213, Spend a Fortune and Fight with Song Dao

PS: The last chapter has been revised. The auction time is the 158th year of Tiande. Some paragraphs have been added. But it does not affect the reading of the following text.

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"Song Zhenjun has a bad temper..."

"Hehehe..."

In the box of Mingquan Sect, through the magic ban, you can see a slim female cultivator under the black cloak, charming and attractive, covering her mouth and laughing.

She was shaking with laughter.

"Nanlu, no wonder..."

"In the past hundred years, Nanling of Mingquan Sect was on the list of the human list and the earth list, but two or three hundred years ago, the person on the list of Mingquan Sect was Nanlu."

"In the same period, the people on the list of Feiyu Fairy Palace were Song Dao and other geniuses."

"Song Dao is 13th on the human list, and Nanlu is 12th on the human list. After the two of them reached the earth list, they were also close to each other..."

The cultivators discussed and explained the grievances between the two in the conversation.

Song Dao and Nanlu were the old geniuses in the past.

Although they are slightly inferior to the current generation.

But in the past, reputation should not be underestimated.

"Song Zhenjun, Nan Zhenjun, both of you are from the upper sect. If you argue here, you will lose the reputation of your own sect..."

"It's not a good thing."

At this time, a long-browed old man with drooping cheeks suddenly appeared in the field.

He was suspended in the air, stroking the three strands of beard under his chin, and slowly spoke, looking like an immortal.

But there was a golden halberd stuck on his back.

There was half a dried corpse of a baby on the halberd blade.

"Zang Ji old man?"

The cultivators exclaimed, with an incredible look on their faces.

This Zang Ji old man was a famous Zhenjun strongman in the sea outside Wangchuan, and he got his name by killing the Yuanying Daojun of Zhaoming Sect.

The half-dried corpse of the baby on the halberd blade was nothing else but the Yuanying corpse of the Daojun who died in the hands of the Zang Ji old man.

But after the exclamation, they instantly became jealous.

It is conceivable that this auction of Baibao Pavilion will definitely have a final treasure.

The stronger the security at the auction.

The more precious the treasure.

This is a well-known fact.

"Since it is Senior Zangji who asked, Song will give you this face."

Song Dao showed fear on his face, flicked his sleeves, used his magic power to lift the curtain hanging at the door of the box, and then bowed to the old man Zangji to show his greeting.

Strength cannot be judged by qualifications and realm.

The old man Zangji is a Taoist Dan Zhenjun who is beyond the norm.

Although the quality of the condensed Taoist Dan is far inferior to that of Song Dao and other upper sect disciples.

But because he has practiced many external Taoist secrets, his strength is far superior to that of a group of upper sect monks of the same realm.

"Senior Zangji has come forward, and I still have to give this face."

Nan Lu also lifted the curtain of the box and greeted the old man Zangji with a smile.

She was less respectful to the old man Zangji.

With the support of the upper sect Mingquan Sect, it was common for her to talk to the Taoist masters of smaller sects on an equal footing.

If she had not been afraid of the fierce reputation of the old man Zangji and that it was not easy to offend him, she would not have apologized.

"You two are too polite."

"I am just a thousand years older than you."

"Since we are in the same realm, you can just call me Taoist friend, no need to call me senior."

The old man Zangji smiled slightly and said modestly.

He dared to attack the Zhaoming Sect because there was only one Yuanying Taoist master in the Zhaoming Sect, so he did not need to worry about the consequences.

As for the disciples of the upper sect... he had many concerns.

He would not offend them easily.

The ministers of the upper country are comparable to the rulers of the lower country.

Although Song Dao and Nan Lu were inferior to him at this time, he would be humble in front of them when they broke through to the Taoist master.

The combat power at that time was not combat power

"Senior, you are polite."

Song Dao and Nan Lu did not show off, and bowed to say.

Soon, this small disturbance disappeared with the appearance of the old man Zang Ji.

In the gap before the auction, in addition to discussing Song Dao, Nan Lu and their sects, everyone began to be interested in Xu Xing, the abandoned disciple of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"I heard that Xu Xing showed his traces in the Northern Wilderness, in Hezhe Country..."

"The Saint of Xingyun Sect has an old relationship with him. The last time Xu Xing was exposed, it was also related to the Saint of Xingyun Sect..."

Some cultivators began to exchange information.

After these news leaked.

In Wangchuan Sea, the cultivators of various sects who were interested in Xu Xing were dumbfounded and chose to stop, not intending to spend energy on Xu Xing.

Over the years, they have been searching all over Wangchuan Sea just to find Xu Xing and seize the inheritance of this abandoned disciple of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"Unfortunately, the Northern Wasteland is too far from the Forgotten Sea, one is in the north and the other is in the south."

"Now that the Xingyun Sect has protected us, we can't catch Xu Xing."

"This time it's the Feiyu Immortal Palace that's anxious."

Representatives of several small and medium-sized sects talked in a low voice.

"What Song Zhenjun said just now must have a clue..."

One person mentioned Song Dao's loud discussion in the box just now.

I think there is something fishy here.

"Could it be that Xu Xing has returned to the Forgotten Sea?"

Some cultivators speculated.

They think that what Song Dao said just now should not be aimless.

"Who knows what Song Dao is keeping in suspense? It is well known that he and Xu Xing have a grudge. This time... maybe he is using us to find Xu Xing and avenge his old grudge..."

Some wise men guessed Song Dao's conspiracy and warned the younger generation not to act rashly.

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This auction was still hosted by Yu Zhu, the beautiful merman woman who Xu Xing had met at the auction last time.

Same as ever.

The several treasures at the beginning of the auction, Yangchen Pearl, Baixingcao, and Baobao Pavilion were sold at a reduced price and were sold at a loss.

Let a few monks pick it up.

Half an hour later.

Treasures were auctioned off one by one, and finally came the final auction.

The cultivators present cheered up and looked at the three lots covered with red cloth on the auction table.

Although everyone does not know what these three treasures are, they imagine that they must be first-class treasures to be selected as the finale of the Baibao Pavilion.

"In the auction ninety years ago, the three final treasures were my Cold Sword Gangsha Veins, Black Gold Stone, and the ancient sword cultivation inheritance that can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm..."

Xu Xing recalled the lists of previous auctions in Baibao Pavilion and looked at the auction table with anticipation in his eyes.

Black gold stone can be refined into a blood treasure. The power is superior to ordinary magic weapons, and it will not affect the cultivation level.

And the ancient sword cultivation inheritance.

Although there is no subsequent inheritance of the Yuanshen Realm, it is obvious that most people do not have the qualifications to cultivate to the Yuanshen Realm. This inheritance is definitely sufficient.

Among the ten major religions, they all belong to the superior lineage.

Sword cultivators are no less powerful than ordinary magic cultivators.

"Hopefully the preparations are sufficient this time."

Xu Xing subconsciously touched several storage bags hanging on his waist.

Six interstate trades.

Helped him make about 12 million Lingbei.

As for the final auction items of Baibao Pavilion in previous years, the final prices often fluctuate around 10,000,000 Lingbei.

The funds he prepared should be considered sufficient.

"This auction is... a scapegoat!"

In the hall, Yu Zhu lifted up the red cloth on the wooden table on the auction table, and her voice suddenly became louder.

Wow!

The curtain was removed.

Under the cloth, a seven-inch-sized

white silver puppet.

On the smooth surface of the puppet, ink brushes are used to describe the eight extraordinary meridians and the Zhoutian acupoints.

It looks a bit sinister.

"Death puppet?"

"The ancient sect's Puppet Sect's treasure that suppresses the sect?"

The cultivators in the hall instantly became jealous and started talking about it.

Some juniors who followed the sect's seniors didn't know the purpose of the dead puppet and were about to ask.

At this time, Luzhu spoke up and explained the use of the scapegoat puppet, "The scapegoat puppet is the treasure of the ancient Puppet Sect. This puppet only needs to be fed with essence and blood, and it can be used when its master dies. Die for once."

"However, our Baibao Pavilion has confirmed that this puppet is incomplete and has incomplete principles. It can only be a substitute for those below the Nascent Soul realm..."

After the words fell, the cultivators present suddenly became less interested.

The legendary Puppet Sect replaces the dead puppet, but it can always grow with its master and reach the realm of Yuanshen.

The scapegoat puppet auctioned by Baibao Pavilion today can only help monks scapegoat those below the Nascent Soul realm, and the effect is not even close to half a star.

Below the Nascent Soul realm, there are many trump cards to help monks save their lives, including the death of a puppet.

It is conceivable that only some sects who are keen on studying puppet skills, or monks who are wealthy and don't be stingy with money will choose to bid for this puppet.

Everyone else will turn a blind eye to it.

"The death puppet condenses the earliest attainments of the ancient puppet sect's puppet skills..."

"It is rumored that the puppets of the Puppet Sect can be repaired with gold-free soil..."

Seeing that the monks present were less interested in the dead puppet, Yu Zhu hurriedly said a few words of reparation.

Trying to get the monk to regain interest in the scapegoat.

When she mentioned the shortcomings of the scapegoat, it wasn't that she had lost her mind, but that it was Baibao Pavilion's usual rule.

For the Chamber of Commerce, credibility is more important than a grand finale.

"If you all get the secret method of repairing puppets from the Puppet Sect, the value of this dead puppet... will undoubtedly be doubled several times."

Yu Zhu said again.

At this time, the target of her words was not casual cultivators, but the inheritance of ancient sects and families.

Casual cultivators do not pay attention to long-term benefits.

However, sects and families value long-term benefits sometimes more than immediate benefits.

These large investors can afford some losses.

"Mrs. Yu, the time is almost up, you'd better tell me the base price of this treasure."

A deep voice came from inside the box, interrupting the introduction of Yu Zhu, a beautiful woman from the Shark tribe, to the scapegoat.

"Okay, okay, please don't be impatient..."

"This scapegoat will start shooting right now."

The corners of Yu Zhu's mouth were slightly raised, but he was not angry, and his words were very comforting to the guests in the box.

She understood that this person was attracted to this dead puppet.

Otherwise I wouldn't be so impatient.

It is common for monks to meditate in seclusion, and it is rare to see people who get angry because of a little delay. She was asked to say less because she didn't want too many people to notice the value of this scapegoat, which would lead to looting.

However, since this person is already tempted. Then the other monks are obviously tempted.

So, there is not much need to say more at this moment.

"The starting bid for this scapegoat is 6.5 million spirit shells."

Yu Zhu hit the long table with a wooden hammer and started the auction of this final treasure.

"Ten million spirit shells!"

Xu Xing didn't talk nonsense. Before anyone else could react, he directly raised his placard and gave the price.

During the bidding process for treasures, some monks would often lose their minds and raise the prices of competing items.

Since he regards this scapegoat as something in his pocket, instead of waiting for others to raise the price and making the price inflated before taking action, he might as well make the final decision.

"Immediately offer a high price of 10 million Lingbei..."

"It seems that this True Lord is determined to win."

"I don't know which True Lord is in front of me."

"He must be the leader of a famous sect, or the head of a family."

The monks in the hall whispered and guessed Xu Xing's identity.

Ten million spirit shells, even for Dao Dan Zhenjun, is not a small amount.

Especially buying something worthless.

Yes, this scapegoat is a burden to the cultivators.

The daily routine of most monks is to make money using pills, talismans, weapons, formations and other cultivation skills, and then practice in seclusion to improve their cultivation.

Life and death fights are rare.

Those who are good at fighting die!

Being brave and aggressive is not a long-term way to cultivate immortality.

"Since you are no longer raising your cards, it's time for Mrs. Yu to strike the hammer."

Xu Xing restrained his Dao Dan aura, smiled slightly, and looked at the auction table.

To the monks at the bottom, tens of millions of souls are like children walking around in the busy city holding gold. It will be coveted.

However, it is not uncommon for Dao Dan Zhenjun to possess tens of millions of spirit shells.

He had just revealed the Dao Dan aura, firstly to frighten some people with ulterior motives, and secondly, to give face to the cultivators present.

Yimo's low-key is not low-key, but high-key.

If he really provokes some flies, although he doesn't mind killing them, being a low-level monk does not mean that he has no connections and backers. It is common for him to offend the small ones and the big ones.

No matter which sect he belongs to, he will be very afraid of a Dao Dan Zhenjun with unpredictable origins and profound cultivation.

"I don't know the origin of this true gentleman named Yan..."

"Such audacity."

When Yu Zhu heard this, she frowned secretly and felt a little unhappy.

Directly raise the price of the finale treasure to a high price.

Then he used his cultivation to intimidate and threaten other monks at the auction...

What Xu Xing did was a bit suspicious of causing trouble.

"Forget it, ten million Lingbei, although it is a little less than the estimated auction price, it is still within the acceptable range."

Yu Zhu sighed.

She planned to listen to Xu Xing's words and end the auction of the dead puppet with the hammer.

After all, the deal is already done. If you rashly offend an unknown Dao Dan Master, no matter which force he belongs to, it will be worth it.

"Wait a moment……"

"Ben Zhenjun has not bid yet."

Suddenly, Song Dao's voice came from the exclusive box of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

"This fellow Taoist is sorry."

"It's not that Song must fight for this treasure with fellow Taoists, but...Song and Xu Xing are enemies and will have a decisive battle in the near future. Song must not let go of this scapegoat easily."

Song Dao clasped his fists, cupped his hands towards the box where Xu Xing was, and explained.

At the level of True Lord, everyone is a respectable person.

They won't get into too many arguments and lose face because of the fight for a treasure.

Song Dao's sudden bid was not wrong at all according to the rules of the Baibao Pavilion auction, but this move was a bit indecent in the eyes of the cultivators, and Xu Xing could not help but be offended.

After all, Xu Xing had been bidding for a while and also said the final words for Yu Zhu. This scapegoat is Xu Xing's treasure.

Therefore, Song Dao's explanation is very necessary at this moment.

"If Taoist friend is willing to give this thing to Mr. Song, Mr. Song will be very grateful."

Song Dao raised his sign and raised the price of the dead puppet to 10.5 million spirit shells.

"I've heard for a long time that Song Zhenjun has a gentleman's demeanor, and he really deserves his reputation..."

"Song Zhenjun has the nickname of Shiyu. If it weren't for dealing with the enemy this time, Song Zhenjun wouldn't have done this..."

Soon, there were several more conversations in the hall and private rooms, and without exception, they were all verbal support for Song Dao.

In terms of public opinion, Song Dao was instantly one-sided, from being unreasonable to being justified.

"One thousand and two

million! "

Xu Xing ignored the noise in his ears and continued to raise the sign.

He directly increased the price by 1.5 million Lingbei.

When he first entered the immortal world, he knew Song Dao's illustrious reputation and had friends almost throughout the sect.

Immaculate morals!

A sincere gentleman!

This is the persona Song Dao fabricated for himself.

If the giant sword Taoist hadn't used his power to overwhelm others and blunted the Song Dao's edge... the Song Dao would definitely be more powerful than it is today, and its cultivation and reputation would be even better. "Song Zhenjun..."

"In nine more breaths, I will be hammered..."

After Xu Xing raised the price, Song Dao didn't say anything for a long time. Yu Zhu raised his hammer to signal and reminded him.

"One breath!"

"Two breaths!"

"Three breaths!"

"..."

Poppy counting.

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The exclusive box of Feiyu Immortal Palace.

Song Dao, who was sitting on the chair, looked a little gloomy. The palm hidden in his right sleeve was clenched into a fist, and blue veins appeared on his face.

"Xu Xing..."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have enough money to buy a dead puppet today."

He gritted his teeth.

After Ren Yuanrui's judgment, his descendant Song Weijie became Xu Xing's concubine, and his property in the sect was also inherited by Xu Xing.

Although limited by Xu Xing's cultivation and the subsequent "natural changes", some of his assets in the sect were preserved.

But this undoubtedly devastated him.

He was imprisoned in the Black Fire Hell for fifty years, and his cultivation level did not improve at all.

Then he married the Hai family and got some temporary respite.

However, the Hai family is not a boy who is good at making money. Although the resources given to him are many, they will not exceed the limit...

For example, today.

He only has less than 7 million spirit shells in hand and 3 million worth of salable resources.

When he raised the price just now, he borrowed some lingbei from friends present, so he had the confidence to raise the price.

But unexpectedly, Xu Xing's financial resources were so strong that he directly raised the price of the puppet to 12 million.

A full 1.5 million Lingbei higher than the previous price.

Being a Lingbei is not about money!

"Nanlu..."

"Song, I want to ask you something."

Song Dao's clenched fist hidden in his right sleeve slowly unclenched, his expression remained unchanged, and Nan Lu from Chuanyin Mingquan Sect said, "Lend me some spirit shells. Song must take pictures of this scapegoat."

It is not difficult for the emperor to compromise temporarily.

Collude with foreign enemies?

Song Dao didn't care.

It was Feiyu Immortal Palace who lost to him first!

Without any evidence, they forced him to be imprisoned in the Black Fire Hell for fifty years. All his resources were turned into a wedding dress and given to his enemy Xu Xing.

Indeed, he colluded with the Shadow Killing Palace to intercept and kill Xu Xing and eliminate future troubles!

But Feiyu Immortal Palace's verdict against him was not because of the evidence, but because of the power of Taoist Master Ju Sword, which forced him to take a step back...

"Song Dao, are you sure you want to borrow my Ling Bei?"

Nanlu was shocked when she heard this. It took a while before he came back to his senses.

She frowned and said, "But the most I can lend you is five million soul shells. I can't borrow any more. The remaining two final treasures, I heard, contain a Human Yuan Fruit."

The Human Yuan Fruit is of great use to Ning Ying.

It is one of the treasures that assists Ning Ying.

She would not give up this treasure easily.

Because it concerns her path.

"Human Yuan Guo?"

Song Dao frowned and nodded, "Five million is five million. I will pay you back afterwards."

Generally speaking, Baibao Pavilion will not easily leak information about the grand finale of the auction.

Because once the news is leaked, you may make a lot of money at the first auction.

The bowl is full, but next time, it may not be the case.

The financial resources of casual cultivators and small and medium-sized sects simply cannot compete with the ten major sects.

Let the top ten religions book the auction, which is something Baibao Pavilion and some chambers of commerce don't want to see.

However, Baibao Pavilion will not seek death and will not give any privileges to the teacher.

Regarding the news about the finale treasure, they will selectively disclose it to the ten major religions.

"Thank you very much."

Song Dao thanked him.